Day #240 Ice Cream

What do you do on a hot June day with a 3 year old whom you are babysitting?
Well, of course, you take him for ice cream, in our case, to the chocolatier's in Bloomfield where we sat outside under the trees and watched people and cars while we licked our ice cream cones.
I shared my chocolate with Mr. T because he didn't like his, nor did I. It was vanilla and too sweet.
When we had finally licked it down to just 2 inches above the cone line, he said to me "It looks like a peepee!"
Indeed, it did. Be careful how you lick those cones, folks.